Chapter 574 The Abnormal Fourth Master
"Wine..."
After a long while, the Fourth Master's eyes moved slightly. He shouted in a dry voice, and then there was a long silence.
There were only two lights in the room, the candlelight flickered, and occasionally a popping sound could be heard, followed by a long period of silence.
Wenjiu rubbed his eyes, sat up in a daze, and took a closer look at him in the dim light: "Master, why are you back?"
The Fourth Master's lips trembled for a long time, but he didn't say a word.
Wenjiu saw that his lips were already dry and cracked after just a short while. He finally sighed and stood up gently. "Would you like some water to moisten your throat? I'll go get you some."
She stood up casually wearing her soft cloth shoes, and every two steps she would suddenly realize that her hand was being grabbed by the Fourth Master.
"Master, wait a minute..."
Wen Jiu was halfway through his words when he suddenly froze. He turned around in a trance to look at the Fourth Master's hand, only to feel that the hand he was holding looked unusually old. Xixiqiao's heart skipped a beat.
"This... is this blood? Master... are you injured?"
Wenjiu was startled and checked him over, finally his eyes fixed on his heart.
"This...this...someone, go call the palace doctor!"
In a trance, Wen Jiu realized that he was emitting a strong smell of blood, and there was a hairpin stuck in the middle of his chest.
He was wearing a dark-colored uniform today, which I had chosen for him because it was too dull. I had also chosen one with dark embroidery. At first, I had thought it was the pattern on his chest, but now I realized it was soaked in blood.
"No need." The Fourth Master responded with his lips white, pulled the warm wine and asked her to sit back.
"How can this be possible? A heart injury is no small matter." Wen Jiu's hands were shaking, and he frowned as he tried to help him treat the wound.
The next second his hand was caught by the Fourth Master. The Fourth Master stared at her hand for a while, seemed stunned for a moment, and then took out a handkerchief from his arms.
"You got your hands dirty..."
Wen Jiu looked at his own hands. His hands were whiter than those of ordinary people, and were stained with some blood. It was indeed a bit shocking, but how could he care about that now?
"It's okay, Master, don't hold on to me, I'll help you treat your wound!"
Wenjiu was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but the Fourth Master just stared at Wenjiu's hands and wiped them for her again and again.
However, his handkerchief was already stained with blood, and his large hands were very clumsy, so how could he wipe his hands clean of warm wine? The more he wiped, the worse it got, and the Fourth Master's face gradually became uglier.
"I didn't mean to..."
The Fourth Master said this in a dry voice, his brows furrowed even more.
Wen Jiu couldn't care less about him now, and just casually replied: "It's okay, wait a minute, I'll get the scissors, I need to cut your clothes."
As he said this, he used some strength to push away the Fourth Master's hand, stood up and prepared to look for the scissors.
He had only taken two steps when he was caught by the Fourth Master again.
"You want to leave me too? You also think I'm doomed? Are you scared? Are you?"
Wenjiu couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he was suddenly held so tightly by the Fourth Master.
It was the first time she saw the Fourth Master like this. His eyes were red and he held her hand very tightly, even pinching her wrist which was warming the wine so hard that it hurt.
[Master, the Fourth Master's Darkness Level is fluctuating again, please be careful!]
Wen Jiu glanced at the Fourth Master's head. It was an extremely intense, red-glowing love. This love must have a higher power than the previous one, and it was obvious that it contained more energy. However, Wen Jiu felt that it was too hot, even daunting.
"I won't let you leave me, do you hear me? I won't let you!"
The Fourth Master said in a hoarse voice, and the next second he tightly locked the warm wine in his arms.
"Okay, I won't leave. I won't leave you." Wenjiu swallowed hard, avoided his wound, patted his back, and coaxed him in a gentle voice.
Noticing that the Fourth Master's body seemed to relax a little, Wen Jiu continued in a gentle voice: "Master... I just wanted to help you treat your wounds, and I didn't want to leave you."
The Fourth Master still held her tightly, showing no sign of letting go.
Wen Jiu glanced at his wound again. The hairpin had pierced straight into it, but it didn't seem to be too deep. The blood on the edge had already solidified, so it must have been there for some time.
The intense movement seemed to have torn it open again, and blood stained the entire shirt, even dripping down the trouser legs to the ground. The strong smell of blood filled the whole room.
Wen Jiu glanced at his sleeping sons and couldn't help but sigh. What sin had he committed?
Finally, he cheered up and patted the Fourth Master's hand: "Master, look, you've made my hands dirty. What should I do?"
Seeing the Fourth Master looking over, Wen Jiu continued, "I want some warm water to wash, is that okay?"
The Fourth Master's eyes finally brightened up a little: "...Okay."
Hearing him say this, Wenjiu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could still listen to what he said, it would be fine.
She immediately pulled his hand and said, "Let's go wash outside, okay? We'll wake the kids up soon. If they start crying, I'll have to change their diapers, and my hands will be covered in blood. Wouldn't that get on the kids?"
As he spoke, he looked carefully at the Fourth Master.
His cold, handsome face was pale and bloodless, and the red eyes had completely disappeared. In a trance, he lowered his head to look at Wenjiu's bloody hands. It was as if he was not the one who had just lost his temper.
Wenjiu tentatively pulled his hand and led him outside. This time he was obedient and let himself be pulled like a child without saying a word.
Wenjiu simply left it at that and put the scissors, clean gauze and strong liquor on the table.
Now all that was left was warm water to help him wash, but with one hand holding onto the Fourth Master, there was really no way to get the water. Wenjiu was momentarily stumped, frowning as he thought about how to call someone in. But he saw the Fourth Master go get the water himself.
"I'll wash it for you."
The Fourth Master carefully dipped his hands, which had been warmed with wine, into the basin and began to scrub them.
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "Master, the water is cold."
The Fourth Master frowned: "Su Peisheng, go change the hot water."
As soon as the Fourth Master finished speaking, Su Peisheng immediately entered the room.
Wenjiu looked over and saw that Su Peisheng's hands and feet were red from the cold, and his eyes were also red. It looked like he had been crying, and his face looked even uglier than the Fourth Master's.
"Master, the court doctor is outside. Can you let him take a look at you?"
"Change the water." The Fourth Master turned his extremely dark eyes to Su Peisheng, scaring Su Peisheng so much that he took several steps back and knelt down with a thud.
"Master, your health is very important, Master!"
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